Daisy, who had been bold and passionate just moments ago, now wore a face full of panic, as though she had never expected Sean to suddenly become so proactive.
Sean noticed Little White Flower's expression, but merely gave a rather generous smile. "Miss, in this state, you need to take responsibility."
Daisy puffed out her cheeks, and her bashful appearance became even more heart-stirring.
"I-I never said I wouldn't take responsibility..." Little White Flower's voice grew softer, and the hand covering her chest slipped down quite a bit. "I-I just asked you to wait a moment..."
I'd only just sobered up. I couldn't handle such dazzlingly white content...
Sean gave a light cough and lowered himself slightly. "Then, if none of this had happened, and I went back alone to open it, would I still get this dance?"
He had only meant to distract Daisy a little, but Little White Flower unexpectedly nodded seriously. "You would."
"Really?" Sean was somewhat surprised by her answer, but he stuck to his original plan and quietly moved his large hand while Little White Flower's attention was drawn away.
Daisy grew smug again. "Under normal circumstances, if I wasn't beside you and you opened my gift—there'd be a set of formal clothes inside that I hoped you'd put on. What would you do?"
As Sean carefully untied the laces at the side of the white formal dress, he answered instinctively, "I'd definitely change into them. But it wouldn't be convenient in the dorm, so I'd probably come to the Room of Requirement too."
"Exactly, hehe. I've already learned your magic—" Little White Flower proudly lifted her nose.
Sean kept his head down at work. "That impressive—hmm? You've mastered Trace Flash?"
"Yep, yep—I put a Shadow Bug in the package. As soon as you come